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Diavolo Ch 02
Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
That would come later. As co-owner of North Star Records, he would need to know allot more about running a business than he knew now—which was nothing. Of course, that had been before some snobby little girl had slapped the shit out of him and called him a pig. Gabriel cursed and took a turn too sharply, coming within inches of the edge of a dangerous precipice. The waves below slammed against the side of the cliff face, spraying the road with a fine sheen of mist. He shifted down and tried to get a grip on his emotions. He wasn’t going to let that girl press his buttons. Just as Layne Staley was singing— when she sang, I answered the call —his phone began to ring, interrupting the song and his dark thoughts. Gabriel frowned when the car’s computer announced Mikayla calling. Gritting his teeth, he tapped the control button on the steering wheel to accept the call. “Gabe?” “Mikayla,” he answered. “Where are you?” He could hear the hesitance in her voice. “Heading down Route 1,” he answered coolly. After a few seconds of tense silence, “look, you don’t understand a thing. I’m practically being forced to marry this man,” she exclaimed, obviously angry. “Micks, there is nothing between you and me. Whatever you do in your private life is no business of mine. We’re just buddies,” he said with bored indifference. “But I love you, Gabe,” she suddenly wailed. Gabriel wrinkled his nose. “You don’t even know me, Mikayla. What the hell are you talking about?” She sputtered a moment ... before hissing, “you know you want me, Gabe. No one makes you feel the way I do. You said so yourself.” Gabriel grimaced. He’d actually told her that one night he’d been drunk. Grief over his grandmother’s health plus finding out about his messy twisted past had made him maudlin one night and he’d driven all the way to Ariel’s house. Mikayla was lounging out with the guys in their rehearsal studio and he’d pulled her aside to drown himself in her kisses a while. She’d wanted to go further, but he’d restrained himself. His grandmother had taught him better than that. “Micks, marry your rich boyfriend and give him lots of pedigree babies,” he replied, feeling tired and bored. Just as she began ranting off a string of expletives, he cut off the call. The music blared again and he tapped the controls on his steering wheel to change to the song. Breaking Benjamin’s Blow Me Away came on now as he settled back to drive, hands gripping the wheel tight. What was Abigail getting out of all this? What role was she playing in this little play of lies and infidelity? Gabriel let out a long hard breath through his nose. She looked so innocent with her scrubbed face and prim façade, but she had the heart of bitch. He touched his face where it still stung. No doubt, he'd have her pretty little hand print there to remind him of her existence for a few hours. He cursed again and tapped the control on the steering wheel. “Call Diamond,” he snapped. Once again, the music ceased and the sound of a ...